Laughter is Good for the Soul

I should most definitely be finishing my extended essay, but I'd rather ramble first. Yesterday was such an awesome English class, and I'm not just talking about the fact that we didn't have an in class essay. I was in Such a bad mood yesterday. I'm talking about being bitter and angry and frustrated, the works. But come fourth period, Mr. Ady and his dramatic explanations of the lit terms and all the laughter, I just couldn't help laughing and smiling too. It was infectious, really. I can't believe English, of all classes, can do that to me. After all, I've pretty much hated that class since 8th grade, but I'm actually excited. I think I'm gonna finally learn a lot. At least now I know the difference between a bunch of terms, finally sort of understand what a paradox is, and will hopefully take a lot less time to fully understand things than understanding leitmotifs last year, which took me 3/4 the year. Laughter is definitely the best way to cure bad moods. So is cranking up the loud music that outlines exactly how you feel and jumping around, which I also admittedly did in between doing Bio homework last night.

Today was an interesting day too, in terms of luck. To get my name drawn out of the basket during class meeting was undoubtedly pretty lucky. So I think I used my luck up on that, because right after that, come band class, I was absolutely unlucky. I seriously have not played that badly since I don't know when, probably middle school. You can ask Steven. I couldn't get notes out, I couldn't read. And tuning was a nightmare. I started out pretty much in tune, but then people were staring at me, so, the stupid self-conscious person that I am, thought I was out of tune, so I adjusted my flute. And then, of course, I was way out of tune. So I panicked, and wildly twisted my flute, getting more and more out of tune, before I finally got it to 'passable'. But it was the best before I touched the stupid thing. Ugh. You can ask Alicia if you don't believe me. It really was that bad. From now on, I am absolutely going to close my eyes while tuning so that I can't see people looking at me, because then I'll think something's wrong again.

Oh, and I saw Thomas again. Beats me what he's still doing here. It was pretty odd. Nice, but odd.